Ordinary life starting from a courtyard

Chapter 39: Chapter 39

After the money was given, the two came to the housing management office. First, they discussed how to say it inside.

At the sub-district office, Director Lin frowned: "House cannot be traded, don't you know?"

Xue Qinggui performed first, with a sad face: "Director Lin, I can't help it. I owe a lot of debts. If I don't pay him the house, I still can't pay..."

Zhou Wenliang: "Hello, Director Lin, this person doesn't pay back the money he owes, and he cheats on him. He borrowed us 3000 yuan back and forth, and if he doesn't pay back the money, he will lower the house to me.

To be honest, I was afraid that he would run away with so much money. "

Director Lin nodded clearly. She knew about Xue Qinggui's situation. His father was also famous for being a prodigal at that time.Moreover, the street arranged a job for him, allowing him to go to work to support his family, but he was used to idleness since he was a child, but he just couldn't do these things. After so many years, he was still a jobless vagrant, which made the street worry.

Then Director Lin looked at Zhou Wenliang in doubt, and asked, "Tell me, how much did you lend him? More than 3000, little comrade, are you lying?"

Zhou Wenliang smiled and said, "The [-] yuan is not from me alone, but from [-] people!
He borrowed the most from me, more than 200.

We blocked this kid before and asked him to pay back the money, but he didn’t. In the end, he said that he would use the house to pay off the debt. Because I have a lot of family members, he also lent me the most money. The house was paid back to me, and the [-] he owed will also be paid to me. I will pay back the money in the future.

If these are not enough, the thirteen families will be torn apart, and the separation of wives and children will be light. There are a lot of people in each family, old and young.

The house will be given to me, and I will find a way to pay back the money as soon as possible, if it weren't for the couples in each family fighting at home every day. "

Director Lin glared at Xue Qinggui fiercely, and slapped the table: "You said you don't have a serious job, borrowed so much money, and asked so many people to borrow, how many families do you want to destroy? Your wife doesn't I've been with you and brought the child back to my mother's house, you can't wake yourself up."

Xue Qinggui's eyes were red, and he was in great pain: "Director Lin, I know I was wrong, and I want to change..."

"You, you, let me tell you what's good about you." Director Lin hated iron and steel, thought for a while, looked at the deed on the table, and sighed: "Oh, did you bring the household registration book?"

Zhou Wenliang was happy, and nodded: "Here, here is my household registration book, and this is my work certificate."

"Well, the young man is not bad. He is still an officer in the rolling mill and has a bright future."

"Thank you for the compliment……"

After the process was completed, the name on the deed had been changed to Zhou Wenliang.

After leaving the street office, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Xue Qinggui was reprimanded for a long time inside, but he often did this, and it didn't matter. He looked at Zhou Wenliang, smiled and said, "Little brother, the yard is yours now, and here is the key for you."

Zhou Wenliang took my keys and asked, "Have you finished moving all your things?"

"It's already finished moving..."

The two chatted for a few words, and after parting, Zhou Wenliang went to have a look at the newly bought yard.

The yard looked empty, and the old furniture of each house was still there.

Not to mention anything else, although Xue Qinggui looked like a fool and a prodigal, he kept his word and did not steal or play tricks. If he said he would keep the old furniture, he would keep the old furniture, not a single bowl.

Looking at the snow in the courtyard, Zhou Wenliang didn't bother to fix it. Now that he can't live in people, why do he do it.

He went around in and out of the courtyard, moved all the old furniture to the main room of the big house, and piled up the whole big room. He was exhausted, so he went to the supply and marketing agency to buy three big locks, locked the door, and checked it again , no problem, Zhou Wenliang left.

On the way home, Zhou Wenliang was still thinking that he had no more money now, so he had to find a way to make money.

The next day, Zhou Wenliang didn't have to take the technical rating assessment of the steel rolling mill before. He just became a clerk, and he couldn't be promoted within two years.

I can only watch the excitement.

Everyone in the assessment showed their real skills, even Liu Haizhong and Yi Zhonghai came to participate in the assessment.

Well, Liu Haizhong is taking the seventh grade, and Yi Zhonghai is taking the eighth grade.

Zhou Wenliang only saw Yi Zhonghai's ability this time, and he lamented that it is worthwhile to be an eighth-level worker, and he really has two talents!
Yi Zhonghai is proficient in drawing, designing, and arranging processes, and is familiar with the properties of metal materials. He uses wrenches, vises, hacksaws, and files to process steel materials, or files, saws, scribes, drills, reams, scrapes, and grinds. , Correction, after a set of movements, the iron spindle in his hand has become a brand new bearing of the liberation car, and it is installed on it tightly.

It is not an exaggeration to say that an eighth-level fitter is capable of defeating an aircraft carrier, comparable to a machine tool.

Jia Dongxu also checked, and looked very serious, but there was nothing wrong with it. After looking at the drawings, the parts could still go wrong.

The final result was that Jia Dongxu stayed put, Liu Haizhong became a seventh-level blacksmith as he wished, and Yi Zhonghai became an eighth-level blacksmith.

The year-end meeting was held again, also called the commendation meeting,

Some honors were awarded to advanced individuals, model workers, advanced production teams, etc., and the year-end conference ended.

Yi Zhonghai was praised, and Liu Haizhong also appeared on stage with red flowers.

"Xiao Zhou, why don't you go to collect your salary? Today's salary is closed, and tomorrow is a holiday."

Zhou Wenliang returned from fetching water, put down the thermos, and said with a smile, "No hurry, there are a lot of people now, I'll be there later."

It's the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, and tomorrow is the 29th. It's the Chinese New Year.

"Then you wait, I'll go back first."

"Okay..." Watching Big Sister Hu go out, Zhou Wenliang tidied up all the drafts on the table.

After lunch at noon, Zhou Wenliang went to the financial office to collect his salary. There were no one there, so he signed there directly, and received 56 yuan and 60 catties of food stamps, and other non-staple food tickets and industrial vouchers. No subsidy.

It was a holiday in the afternoon, and Zhou Wenliang didn't go back. He went to the bathhouse to take a bath first.

If you say it’s a bath, then there’s something to talk about. One of the hobbies of people in the capital is taking a bath. It used to be called Perfume Hall.

In the past, there was no way to take a bath at home, especially in winter, when it was cold, everyone had to go to the bathhouse to wash, and the water was quite precious, which is the real origin of the three characters "perfume hall".

So many people cherish the opportunity to take a bath, basically go in the morning, come back in the evening, and soak for a day!Not afraid of soaking.

Of course, this sentence is a joke. The service in the bathhouse is still complete. When you go in, you can change your clothes, drink tea, take a bath, cupping, scraping and chatting about the mountains. It’s almost a day.

Well, the tea I drink is basically jasmine tea or Gao Mo'er.

In the past, the water quality in the capital was bitter, and drinking tea counteracted the bitterness.

Now there are no pedicure masters, so Tsinghua Garden still retains this project.

Zhou Wenliang also didn't get a pedicure, went into the bathhouse, changed his clothes, and saw many people in the pool, and Xu Damao was also here.

Xu Damao raised his head, stretched his arms on both sides of the pool, and sat on the edge of the pool with a look of enjoyment.

Suddenly a black shadow blocked him. Xu Damao opened his eyes and saw Zhou Wenliang standing by the pool. He was shirtless and wrapped in a towel. His body was white and muscular. He looked at him with a smile on his handsome face.

"Ryoko, you're here to take a bath too."

"Chinese New Year, take a dip." Zhou Wenliang untied the towel, got into the water and sat next to him.

(End of this chapter)